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Only on the twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month did the order to send Li Zengbo to attack Xingqing Mansion came out of Chang'an City.
It can be seen that this battle was not decided hastily. Li Xia and Li Zengbo had obviously planned it for a long time and were just waiting for a definite judgment on the overall situation.
This major situation refers to the struggle for the throne between Ali Buge and Kublai Khan.
If we say that it is more than five thousand miles from Chang'an to the Yinli River Basin, Li Xia is far away from Ali Buge.
Kublai Khan is further away. It is more than 4,000 miles from Kaiping to Halahelin, and another 4,000 miles from Halahelin to Yinli River.
This is indeed a war spanning thousands of miles. It can only be said that no matter how far the distance is, it can't stop the Mongols.
Li Xia, his officials, and the army could not go.
The Han people are always bound to their hometown and cannot be at home all over the world.
However, if you put aside this kind of local sentiment, Li Xia has actually occupied the Hexi Corridor. Counting from Yumen Pass, it is only more than 2,000 miles away from Alimari.
It is closer from Yumen Pass to Alimari than from Yumen Pass to Chang'an.
The general guarding Yumen Pass today is called Mago, who is the general of Guiyi Camp. If Mago wants to contact Ahulu, Ali is not the only one who can contact him faster than Li Xia.
The strange thing is that outside the Yumen Pass is the territory of the Chagatai Khanate, where Ali Buge fought with Aruhu. It can be understood that the decisive battle between Ali Buge and Kublai Khan was in Li Xia's
Doorstep of home.
But on the other hand, it makes people feel out of reach. After all, the entire territory of the Song Dynasty is not that far from south to north and from east to west.
Thousands of miles away, it is full of desolate land. There are no supplies along the way, and it is difficult to extend the power there.
Therefore, Chang'an officials said that "we have no control over the affairs of the Western Regions" and believed that the struggle for the Mongolian Khan's throne was beyond Chang'an's reach.
The simplest reason is that it is impossible for Li Xia to send troops to the Western Regions. He does not have the strength at all.
In short, the last bit of money and food was used for Li Zengbo to attack Xingqing Mansion, and the Chang'an officials were relieved.
…
"The king personally trained the vanguard camp just for fun, and has no intention of going on a personal expedition."
"Yes, it's time to take a break. Since I came to Hanzhong as an official, I have seen the king fighting on the battlefield every year. It's time to take a breather. The so-called son of a rich man cannot sit down in court..."
The official who spoke was named Yang Qixin, who passed the imperial examination in the fourth year of Xingchang in the Song Dynasty, and was ranked the same as Wen Yunsun and Lu Xiufu.
Yang Qixin was one of the first officials to go to Hanzhong. He was originally a government official, but now he was transferred to Chang'an to take charge of cultural and educational affairs. He had little authority but high status and prestige.
His wife had a niece and married Lin Zi. In addition, he was already sixty-four years old. When Li Xia became king, he could not run away, so he had to stay and bring his family to Chang'an.
Lao Tanhua is known for his excellent articles and proficiency in history. Not long ago, Li Xia asked him to write several memorials. He finished them today. In the evening, he came to see the King of Qin, but he heard that the King of Qin was not there.
Yang Qixin thought of the recent rumors in Chang'an's official circles, and rushed to the Lian Visiting Department on his old legs, asking Li Zhaocheng to take him to the Selection Camp to meet the King of Qin.
He said he had something to report, but Li Zhaocheng was worried that he was trying to dissuade him, so he said a few words of relief.
"Yes, Lao Tanhua, don't worry. These hundred soldiers must be trained as generals and will be sent to the army to lead troops."
"You don't have to conquer it yourself." Yang Qixin walked tremblingly and sighed: "If you think about it, Xingqing Mansion really shouldn't be attacked. We must mobilize troops to capture the old capital of Xixia, and it is not our hometown of the Song Dynasty.
What’s the benefit? What’s the benefit!”
Li Zhaocheng didn't know much about military affairs and couldn't say much. He just helped Yang Qixin get out of the sedan chair and walked towards the camp's camp.
The camp that can accommodate a thousand people is said to have only a hundred people stationed, and it is located by the Qujiang River. The Qujiang River has been deserted and turned into a ditch. There is a wooden wall opposite, and you can't see what is inside.
Before the two of them got close, suddenly...
"Whoosh!"
I don't know where a sharp arrow came from, and suddenly it was nailed in front of Yang Qixin's feet.
"The military base, go away!"
Li Zhaocheng asked quickly: "I am Li Zhaocheng, the envoy of the Integrity Investigation Department..."
"Whoosh!"
Another arrow was nailed to Li Zhaocheng's feet.
"Who cares who you are?! Go away!"
Li Zhaocheng had no choice but to support Yang Qixin and wanted to retreat.
Unexpectedly, Yang Qixin took out a memorial from his sleeve, held it high and shouted: "I have important state affairs to ask to see the King of Qin!"
Although he is old, he has been to Dashan Pass anyway. He has really experienced a battlefield, and he is not intimidated by the failure of one or two arrows.
The camp was quiet for a while, and it seemed that the guard went to ask the superior officer.
After a long time, a creaking sound was heard, and a suspension bridge crashed onto the trench.
Yang Qixin stepped onto the pontoon without hesitation.
He always had a calm old face, obviously he didn't like this forward selection camp...
Standing at the gate of the village were two guards with stern faces, and the huge camp was empty.
Li Zhaocheng supported Yang Qixin and continued walking forward, and finally heard shouts from ahead.
In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, this place was actually inside the city walls and was called Furong Pond. Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty used to have banquets with ministers here, and in the Tang Dynasty, Jinshi and others would also come here to drink in the Qujiang River.
Nowadays, it has long been abandoned, the channels have dried up, and there is little running water. Even some ponds, trenches and ditches are left, and they are full of silt...
"quick!"
After walking for a while, the two of them looked around and saw men running through the mud in the abandoned Furong Pond, carrying heavy wooden stakes on their shoulders.
It was still early February, the weather had not yet warmed up, and it was still cold in Guanzhong, but these men were still shirtless. The dirty yellow mud water splashed on them with their movements, but it could not hide their strong bodies like iron walls.
muscle.
Li Zhaocheng and Yang Qixin couldn't help but be a little stunned.
One of them is weak and the other is old. It seems that they will fall to the ground if they are yelled at by these men.
Although these men had only been trained in the forward selection camp for less than a month, they were selected from among the elites in the army. They were all the most brave and good at fighting in the army.
The yellow water splashed everywhere, and as they got closer and closer to the shore, their eyes looked towards this side, filled with murderous intent.
Li Zhaocheng's hand was still on Yang Qixin's arm, and he could clearly feel that Lao Tanhua's body had stiffened.
He was also very flustered.
Because it can be seen that these soldiers definitely have many lives under their control, he feels that it is not appropriate for Li Xia to get along with these people every day...
As soon as they met, this sense of danger made people shudder.
"Peng."
A large pile was smashed into the ground.
The two men who were the first to climb ashore did not rest, and walked straight to a sack on the shore, carrying it towards their companions who were still running in the pool.
With a "click" sound, the sack was cut open.
In an instant, Li Zhaocheng was so excited that the hairs all over his body stood up.
He pulled Yang Qixin to retreat, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't exert any strength.
"Hiss...hiss..."
I don't know how many snakes swam out of the cut sack.
At first, they were entangled together, like a ball of hemp rope, and then quickly spread out, squirming their slippery bodies and swimming in all directions...
Immediately, a snake swam towards Li Zhaocheng.
Li Zhaocheng's scalp was numb and his face turned pale with fright. He was very afraid that Yang Qixin would scare him to death here.
I opened my mouth to shout, but the feeling of fear was stuck in my throat.
"puff."
A soldier from the Selection Camp rushed forward and stabbed the snake neatly with the dagger in his hand.
"Huh." Li Zhaocheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he saw the other party cut open the snake's belly with a sharp cut, and swallowed the bloody snake gallbladder in one gulp without hesitation.
"..."
After a long time, Li Zhaocheng opened his eyes and helped Yang Qixin back a long way.
At this time, more and more people crawled out of the yellow water and put down the giant trees. From the beginning to the end, no one paid any attention to him and Yang Qixin. They only focused on catching snakes all over the ground, and then skinned them and swallowed their gallbladders...
From time to time, blood mixed with yellow water dripped on the ground, but no one said anything. The scene was cold, like snake blood, or like a person suffering from the cold spring in February.
"How painful it is." Li Zhaocheng finally spoke.
The sound didn't seem to come from his throat.
Although he is good at cooking, he is afraid of snakes.
Yang Qixin took a while before speaking.
"King...King...Where is the King?"
Only then did Li Zhaocheng think of looking for Li Xia.
He turned his head and looked around, and then saw a figure in the crowd who looked like Li Xia.
This man was covered in mud and water and couldn't see his appearance clearly. He was picking up a snake from the ground, peeling off the snake's body and swallowing its gallbladder.
Li Zhaocheng then thought that this person was not Li Xia.
His younger brother only drinks boiled water. How could he eat raw meat here?
The next moment, the man who had just swallowed the snake's gall dropped the dead snake and walked towards them.
When he was far away, he felt that he was taller than other men and his aura was more dangerous. But when he got closer and wiped the mud from his face, his handsome face actually showed...